Sunday, April 24, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
We were filling up the pool to let it sit in the sun so we could play in the WARM water this afternoon and of course the kids' couldn't wait. They got their clothing soaked and then wanted their warm bellies. Swimming turned into experimenting and they crafted concoctions of leaves, sand and dirt at the picnic table. 3 hours later I pulled their pruney, blue bodies out of the backyard, scraped off the bulk of the mess with towels and fed them lunch. You'd think after that, getting up at 5am and getting snuggled down good would have led to productive naps but alas they were but an hour. Another one of lifes mysteries, how on earth my children can keep going and going and going without caffiene!! Anyway, here's some pics from the morning of fun.
Monday, April 18, 2011
I have not given my three year old "beets on toast" three mornings this past week. Nope I don't think pickled beets are a healthy breakfast and I certainly don't smile when she makes "princess toast" by dipping dry toast into the pink juice. And speaking of breakfasts I don't make her a cup of coffee either to get her to drink her milk.
I didn't go visit my grandpa for the first time in 14 years--no way! I would never wait that long between visits to Norfolk. We also didn't call 911 at 1am on saturday night because there were 4 gunshots from his neighbors house. I am certainly not MORE sleep deprived after my first weekend away from my children than I usually am.
I didn't pick the most awful weekend ever to go away from my kids for the first time...tornadoes, gunshots, mom getting a spider bite and spending the weekend throwing up, food poisioning for me and a stomach virus for hubby and nana led to a fantastic weekend to be away.
And the most wonderful thing I did NOT do. Enjoy every flippin' minute of dining out without having to consider who likes what and who napped when and did I have a diaper, coloring book, wet wipes and who was using their inside voice. Nope--multi-tasking during eating out is one of my most favorite things. I also didn't enjoy NOT sharing my food with three little munchies who want a bite of everything of mine.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Lydia is sitting there watching and pipes up cheerfully "Tell Jesus 'Hello'!" You know . . .since he was dying and all.
I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. Thankfully a 4-year old left hook to the chest snapped me out of it and I was able to return to the task at hand.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
You know what I HATE. I hate that George looked surprised when I shook his hand and talked to him like a human. I hate that George thought that I was kidding about the bike. I hate that George started crying when I handed him Bethany to hold while I did something (he was just thrilled to hold a baby). I hate that there was nothing else Icould do to help him.
But there is . . .
George is coming to my house next Wednesday. George needs big black garbage bags for his cans. George needs steel cans. Do you have any steel cans in your recycling? Do you have any large black yard bags? Could you crush your cans and bring them to my house this week so George can earn a little bit of extra income?